They thought they were doing her a favor, matching her up with Mack. But after the way he’d betrayed her, she didn’t even want to talk to him. “Viv did fine,” she said, and turned to go. He put a hand on her shoulder and she stopped, trying to decide if she should shrug it off or spin and smack him. Unfortunately, her indecision allowed the warmth of his hand to seep into her skin, and she felt her heart soften in spite of herself. “Viv’s not the one I wanted to talk to you about,” he said. She turned. “Oh. You’re going to tell me about your day with Dora?” He nodded. “I’m surprised she hasn’t sworn you to secrecy.” “I wouldn’t agree to that.” “Well, you agreed to everything else. You told her she could skip out on the workshop and mess around with horses all day.
